Chapter 206 (1/2)

Chapter 206: Miraculous Kitchen Knife

“You should stir-fry them now.” There was an air of despair in Yuan Zhou’s tone.

“Oh, yeah, stir-fry,” Wu Hai took out the drawing tools and began to turn the vegetables over and over while maintaining the messy profile.

“Actually, you needn’t emphasize much on the mess. Even Paul Gauguin didn’t convey the messy feeling all along, right?” Yuan Zhou had to search in his mind for an abstractionist painter that was known by him

“Ok,” Wu Hai began to make the pan presentation while the hot pan was still emitting a sound of “Zi Zi”.

While others made the plate presentation, Wu Hai insisted on making the presentation in the pan.

“The vegetables are scorched,” Yuan Zhou pointed at the pan and said calmly.

“Never mind. I can finish the presentation before the dish gets scorched next time,” Wu Hai was quite confident.

“But when you move the dish into the plate, it will still be messed up,” Yuan Zhou really couldn’t get why Wu Hai insisted on making the presentation during cooking since it was supposed to be done after cooking.

“It’s good-looking right now,” Wu Hai spoke out the reason earnestly.

What Yuan Zhou was thinking right now was whether to use his shoes to smack Wu Hai’s face and pull out his mustache.

“Let’s cook it again,” Yuan Zhou pulled himself together and then said while pointing at the leftover vegetables.

“Ok, sure. But are we still going to stir-fry the vegetables?” Wu Hai looked at the vegetarian dish with contempt.

“Humm. You follow my instructions this time and I guarantee the dish will be artistic,” Yuan Zhou said affirmatively.

“Really? Did you say artistic?” Wu Hai looked at Yuan Zhou doubtfully.

“Of course. After all, my dishes are not only edible but also very delicious,” Yuan Zhou signaled Wu Hai to dump the dry and yellowish vegetables and then wash the pan.

While saying that, Yuan Zhou stressed on the two words of edible and delicious. Wu Hai, nevertheless, just got obsessed with the art and apparently didn’t hear the difference.

Except during the business hours of his restaurant, Yuan Zhou stayed in Wu Hai’s kitchen for the whole day. He had to watch Wu Hai at intervals in case he added pigment into the pan again. Naturally, Yuan Zhou also asked him a question that he felt curious about.

“Wu Hai, vegetables also have different colors and the pigment can be extracted. Why don’t you use that?” Yuan Zhou asked him when Wu Hai wanted to add the pigment and adjust the color once again.

“It’s watery and is difficult to take shape. Besides, it’s not easy to dye the color in it,” as a master of oil painting, Wu Hai naturally liked thick and heavy colors and hence said in an obvious tone.

“Ok, I understand now. Let’s continue with the next step,” Yuan Zhou gave up asking the question and directly moved to the next step.

This whole day let Yuan Zhou understand one thing. It was better not to accept any disciples later as he had run out of all his patience as well as his self-control. Without them, he would have failed in refraining himself from choking Wu Hai to death.

Why did this seemingly normal young man have such a weird way of thinking? Yuan Zhou indicated that he really couldn’t understand.

In the evening, Yuan Zhou received a message from Yin Ya whom he hadn’t seen for a long time.

Yes, Yuan Zhou added Yin Ya into his contacts in the microblog while Yin Ya did the same to Yuan Zhou.

[Let me recommend to you a restaurant serving tasty beef noodle soup. Boss Yuan, I feel that you should give it a try. It’s really very delicious.] from Yin Ya.

[Send me the address.] from I’m Boss Yuan.

After quite a while, Yin Ya sent her reply back, [Boss Yuan, you came online. Long time no see.]

[Humm. Long time no see.] from I’m Boss Yuan.

[Why is Boss Yuan so polite on the internet? Are you a fake or not?] Yin Ya was taking the tablet computer. She just smiled, but didn’t give him the address directly.

[No, why?] Yuan Zhou frowned and got a little puzzled. He had always been awfully courteous.

[All right. I won’t joke with you anymore. You have no sense of humor. The address is xxx Road xxx Residential Area.] Yin Ya pouted and then sent the address.

[Ok, thank you.] After thinking for a while, Yuan Zhou expressed his gratitude.

[You are welcome. I’m gonna sleep. Good night.] Yin Ya answered him with a good night and put away the tablet before going to sleep.